My story is about a submissive man that thrives on abuse. Degradation, humiliation, shame and pain best describe his passion. I am also a submissive and with the bit in my mouth attached to the leash around my Master's wrist, I want to feel the sting of his whip and wetness of his spittle as he keeps me crawling around a circle on all fours in humiliated pleasure. Only if you desire to grovel at another person's feet will you find pleasure in my story. If not, look elsewhere for you will be repelled and your cock not hardened.
I dedicate my story to my friends Jerry, Thom and Alan who have demonstrated by their minds and actions their willingness serve at the altar of the cock and ass. They live in that wickedly wonderful world of the submissive where epitaphs like pervert, queer, sicko, cum slut, ass wipe and piss drinker are names not just to be called but represent those acts of degradation that they gladly perform and crave in order to be dominated by their Master. May they never satisfy their need for abuse so that they will never cease to sexually serve the world.
Please email me with your experiences, thoughts and ideas and I promise to rise up to the occasion and respond hard and tall to each response I receive. Grandfathers over 65 years are always a special treat.
Dirty Piggie Abuse
My name is Dan and I am a queer but I love cunt as well. Besides being a cock sucker and muff diver I am a cum slut, ass wipe, piss drinker and a cuckold just to mention a few. You may ask yourself is this guy queer or bisexual or what and I would tell you that I am a submissive. I am like a pig in shit when dominated, humiliated and abused and I will lick and eat any cock, pussy or ass that gets me there. I love to be degraded, the more vile the better.
I grew up on a farm in an all male sexually charged household with my Dad and four brothers. I was the youngest and Dad always said that I hardly came out of my Mother's cunt before she up and left with some guy she met. I was also the resident queer with an open mouth and wide spread ass for any and all of my male family members. They said I was their bitch. I didn't give a fuck what they called me as long as they kept me full of cock and cum.
The first real challenge to my nature was after I got a month's leave from the military service and came back home because I wanted to marry my childhood sweetheart, Connie, and take her back with me. Connie was several years younger than me and she was still a girl when I left for the service so my submissive life style was not an issue back then. If we were to marry, I could not keep it from her and had to talk to her about it. I finally got up enough courage to tell her about being used as fuck meat by my Father and brothers as well as their friends since I was a boy. I was concerned about her reaction to my sexual past since it involved incest and homosexuality along with my submissiveness. To my relief she was not repelled by it. To my excitement it turned her on and held promise for us to have a continuing if not expanding sex life after our marriage.
The idea of me being used sexually as I derived pleasure from being degraded and humiliated excited her. She wanted me to prove to her that I was a submissive by getting my Father to fuck her in front of me. I did as she asked and they had a powerful fuck as I sat and watched. I wanted to be part of their sex but they would not even let me take my clothes off, they would not even let me touch myself. They finally made a small concession by letting me lick them clean of the aftermath of their fucking.
I remember as I lay there after cleaning my Daddy's cock and fiancee's cunt of their spent cum and fuck juices, I realized that I was more content than I had ever been before in my life. I knew that Connie would not only be my wife but most important of all my Master. In spite of her young years she was stronger than I had realized and I knew with absolute assurance that she would lead me to the depth of my twisted desires.
I think Connie liked sex as much as I do if not more. Before we were married and after we were married we always experimented. She was still quite young so that I could keep her excited for a week or two each time I introduced something new into our sex play. I remember when I fucked her in the ass for the first time which she liked but not as much as the dildos I brought home for her to fuck me with. She loved that. She loved to make me beg for her dildo cock before she raped me and rammed it brutally up my male pussy.
We got into S & M which most of all brought out her dominant side. Sure she would physically beat me but she liked mind control most of all. We did a whole lot of role play but the scene she liked most of all was being the demon queen. She had me rework the living room building an altar, pews and buying crucifixes and chalices along with chains, pulleys and many different kinds of restraints. We hung pictures on the walls with bizarre sex scenes, mostly S & M, along with various sorts of religious and spiritual pictures. Below the pictures we displayed the whips, paddles and instruments of genital torture she favored. I believe it was then that she truly tested the boundaries of what she could do to me and most importantly what she could make me do. But with me being a submissive and her a dominant it wasn't long before we were on the prowl for others to join in our play. We needed participants but we needed an audience most of all.
In the beginning I was mostly familiar with gay cruise spots so that is where we started. Finding guys at a gay cruise spot for both Connie and me was not easy. We seemed to have success with only two types of guys. The gay guys that found it kinky to have sex with me as my wife masturbated or my wife just watched if that was all the guy wanted her to do or bi guys that were into both of us. I am not saying that there were not bi guys there but invariably if they came to work a gay cruise area they were married and were hard after dick not pussy. So our focus became the guys that were into kink. In the beginning we would bring guys home to our church/dungeon and unless they were into a lot of kink rather than just a little kink they would just get scared and run away. I should also explain that I am a real fucking bruiser. I am 6'3" and weigh around 270 pounds with a well muscled hairy frame except for my rather large gut. My shear size intimidated a lot of guys particularly until they found out what a submissive pussy I am.
We always tested the waters by first going to the guy's place or if the weather was nice we had blankets for some outside grassy spots. I love sex outdoors. It comes from when I was fucked as a young boy but that is a different mater. During these sessions it was pretty much a given that I would service the guy and the degree of Connie's participation depended on the guy. Even if the guy did not want her to suck his cock or lick his ass, most of them always let her strip and play with her own cunt as she said things to me while I did the guy. Often I would be sucking a cock or preparing to and she might whisper to me how beautiful his cock is, how I must honor it, must pleasure it. At this time she might be twisting my nipples, she might be squeezing my balls or cock, she might be softly cussing me and telling me what a fagot I have become. She seemed to have an uncanny ability to get the guy to fuck me. As I was sucking the guy off or eating out his ass she would be there with her legs spread fingering her pussy and telling me how good it would feel to have his cock inside her and that I was not worthy of her pussy. She had a certain laugh about her. Then she would start talking to me telling me how much my ass pussy needed a real man like him inside me. How good it would feel to have him shoot his cock juice up in me and how if I got enough of it that it might help me to be a real man. "Beg him to fuck you, you dirty nympho. Work your pussy hole so that he can see that you are not a lazy cunt but know how to appreciate, work for and show gratitude for any cock meat shoved inside you." she would say. I did not have to pretend anything after she said wonderful sexy filth like that. Not only was my pussy clenching with passion my whole body would writhe in need as I would moan, plead and beg him to fuck me. Once the guy would mount be and fill me with his cock she would crawl in front of me spreading her legs so that her pussy was open and near my mouth and she would say something like "Let him tongue fuck me that is all he is good for. I can pretend that his tongue is your cock going in my cunt rather than up his ass."
Connie always felt that she was on the periphery in these gay scenes so we decided to try our luck as some of the straight bars in the city. We quickly learned that if Connie and I went into some bar and flopped our asses at some table no mater how many looks of encouragement she gave, she just could not seem to troll and catch some good cock. Once she started dressing really smutty and sitting alone at the bar things soon changed. With Connie's figure and nice rack of tits she had no problem attracting guys. Now I was on the periphery of the three some and never sure whether or not I would be accepted. That is how it was with Connie and me. Some men couldn't believe it, some were curious, some didn't want me there, some loved it and would come back. Some over powered us and took control of us. They would bring other men with them, or dogs with them but that is another story.
So many heterosexuals can be so up tight about having another guy suck them off and even terrified about ass fucking another guy. In these situations Connie's abusiveness seemed to make me more acceptable to certain guys. As long as they could slap me around and calling me names, the less of a person I became and my queerness less of a threat to them. That worked for me because I thrived on abuse and shame like that rather than be repelled by it. That is what I wanted and I never had to worry about them going too far because I had yet to reach any limit and besides I could physically take care of myself with most any guy. No mater what I usually succeeded in getting clean up detail. Maybe they would not let me participate in any way with their sex play, sometimes I was not even allowed to take off my clothes and touch myself as they sexed but who doesn't like to just lie back and let someone else clean you up after a strenuous fuck session. I loved licking away the residue of sex from their cock, pussy and asses. I love to be a slime ball as I lick up oozing cum, slippery pussy juice or ass slime. When I clean I do it well because I enjoy it.
With this AIDS shit going around Connie insisted guys use condoms. There is not much fun in clean up duty when a condom is used. After they fucked and I went down on Connie, her cunt juices and smells were still good but it just wasn't the same if I could not suck the cum from her vagina. Bless her soul, my Connie came to my rescue. When she and the guy were finished fucking she would reach down and slip off his condom, tie it and slip it in her purse. If guys asked her what she was doing she would say it was her protean drink or it made the best facials she ever had. As soon as we got home, we would strip and I would begin to eat her. She would take the condom out of her purse and hold it by the end with the knot and I would try to grab it with my mouth. Finally she would lay it on her pussy and she would allow me to smell it and tell her how wonderful the cock and pussy smells were. Then dinner would really begin. Her pussy juice and ass slime had dried, the taste was so strong and rank. After dipping it a few more times in my mouth she would make a small hole in the condom and feed me a few creamy droplets of cum in my mouth but mostly on top of her pussy. I would roll my tongue in the cum and then stick out my tongue to show it to her before I licked her cunt clean. If the guy shot a good wad we could repeat the process many times and I could bring Connie to a stage of rippling mini orgasms. She told me how disgusting it was, what a dirty cum slut I was. Once the condom was empty and I had licked and chewed it clean she would allow me to finally touch myself and I would cum all over her stomach and pussy. I always licked her clean and thanked her.
My wife introduced me to lingerie and lipstick. I use to have to wear panties all time and carry lipstick in case I found a cock to suck. She believed that ring of lipstick around a guy's cock just made it better for whomever I was sucking. To be truthful I looked completely ridiculous dressed as a woman. There is nothing feminine about my appearance and that is why I looked so bizarre and ultimately liked it so much. I was accustomed to doing really disgusting sexual things to get that look of contempt from people. With my fem stuff combined with Connie calling me names and insulting me in general, many if not most of the guys got that look. The look is unmistakable, it holds such disgust. It also helped a lot with some of these old ranchers where they were almost afraid of me because I was queer. There was no way that they could let themselves be serviced by another guy but since I was this pussy fem submissive that they could do anything to that they wanted or make me do any thing they wanted, I became less of a man, less of a person, just some dirty thing you used for kinky sex. I also got a lot more dick shoved up my ass.
When Connie and I were stationed in Oklahoma City, she became pregnant with our first son Paul. She had a couple of problems in the delivery and after a few weeks she went back to Texarkana to be cared for by my older brother Travis and his wife Jo. I went to visit on weekends (it was a 300 mile trip). Travis and Jo were swingers but I never suspected anything. I didn't know my brother was bisexual. As it turned out Connie began fucking Travis and servicing Jo almost immediately. Sort of giving service instead of paying rent. I visited them on the third weekend after her arrival. We had a nice supper. I remember Travis sitting in his chair as we talked about old times when Connie came in. Travis reached out, took her by the hand and pulled here into his lap. She glanced at me and grinned. Travis ignored me like I wasn't there. He began to feel her breast and kiss her. Soon he had her blouse open and her bra pulled over her breast. Jo was kneading her breast and using the flat of her fingers on her pussy.
I was rock hard. But Connie hadn't given me permission to touch my self. Some times when we were at home she would tease me for hours. Taking off her clothes fingering herself and calling me names, telling me things. If I so much as brushed my cock from outside my pants even once she would have nothing to do with me sexually for as long as a whole week. She said I needed to be trained and train me she did because I knew that I could never do anything that would give me sexual pleasure or relief unless she told me I could first. I was not even allowed to ask.
At some point Travis had his cock out. Connie went to her knees and sucked him. Travis looked at me and said "Your wife is nothing but a fucking slut." He stood up, took her hand and lead her to his bedroom. When she turned to go into the bedroom, she crooked her finger at me for me to follow. She laughed and I heard Travis laugh. When I reached the door, she was undressing. Travis was already nude lying on the bed. Connie nodded for me to undress. Jo also did. Travis took his cock and pushed it away from his body making it more rigid. I know alpha males do that to invite you to service their cocks. Travis was lying on his back as Connie leaned over him. Travis began sucking her nipples and I went and got at the foot of the bed as I often did. Being at a person's feet allows better access to their lower body and for Travis that meant his cock, balls, and ass.
Travis had a cock that was about 6" inches long and his shaft a little larger than the head of his cock. His pre cum was so sweet, so thick. I licked up and down his cock swirling my tongue around the head. I would suck the head but not the shaft. I knew my place was to give him pleasure but he was to fuck my wife. I knew it. Travis rolled Connie on her back lay on top her and sort of moved slowly working his cock gradually inside her pussy. Jo sat on a stool at her dresser and she pulled her pussy open for me to eat. I could only hear Travis and Connie fucking as I was between Jo's legs. I tried to jack off but Jo asked Connie if I could and Connie said no. After Travis came he rolled off her. Connie always had a lot of pubic hair and she loved me to suck it. I could see Travis' cum hanging in droplets from her bush. Travis' cock was all shiny with cum with strands of cum oozing from his piss slit and sliding down his leg. I lit cigarettes for Connie, Travis and Jo and then cleaned the sex from Connie and Travis. Now that the alpha male had fucked my wife, I knew that I was allowed to take the shaft of his cock deep in my throat. After I cleaned them and they went to the living room Connie told me to straighten up the kitchen. This was on a Friday night. I didn't go back to the base till Sunday afternoon. Travis fucked Connie many times and I have no idea how many times I sucked him off.
I had sex with four of my five brothers: Travis, Harold, Wayne and Ken. Ken and I are the only ones still living. I never had sex with my fifth brother, Harold. Connie had sex with each of my brothers including Harold except she only had phone sex with him. She loved for me to service her as she talked sex with him. Everybody in my family knew that I was a submissive since as the youngest I was regularly and openly used by them to get their rocks off. It was not unusual for me to be passed from one brother to another to suck their dicks as they watched television. It was also no secret in my family that Connie had fucked my Father and brothers so it was no surprise when the phone sex with Harold started.
In the beginning I played no role in their sex. They would talk as Connie fingered herself. It did not take her long before she decided that my mouth and tongue could give her more pleasure than snaking a finger or two into her pussy. I got directly involved in their sex play by servicing Connie as they talked and also being the brunt of the ridicule and scorn they unleashed on me. Connie might say to me as she was on the phone "On your knees, you fucking faggot, come suck my wet drippy pussy." At one point or another she would point out the inadequacies of my cock and how worthless I am as a sex stud for her needs. When she put the phone next to my ear it would usually be for Harold to tell me what disgusting slut I had as a wife but nevertheless she was much too good for the likes of me. I didn't give a shit what they said to or about me. I loved to eat out Connie's pussy and if she got hot enough she let me out her ass as well. I loved to eat Connie's shit but I had to get her extra hot before she would let me. I would tongue her feet, lick up her legs and take long moist brushes of my tongue from her pussy hole to her ass hole.
My brother Wayne joined the Navy as soon as he turned 17 and when he got out he moved to New York City. Wayne was bisexual almost gay and into anything. After my wife and I moved to Pasadena, Texas which is near Houston, Wayne came to see us for a visit. Houston has a very kinky gay section. Wayne and I went to one of the kinkiest of the bars a couple of times. He like to show them what a whore I was. We would be standing next to the bar and he would start to rub my cock through my Levis. Guys would start to watch and in no time my cock would be rock hard. Then he would undo my fly and stick a couple of fingers in my pants to get hold of my cock. Neither of us ever wore underwear. I wanted my cock and balls to be free and I also didn't want my underpants to get in the way of any quick sex. Once Wayne would get my hard cock out of my pants, he would shake, stroke or even suck it until he got the attention of a group of guys. Then he would put a leash and dog collar on me and say in a very loud voice "Come on bitch, we are going to the fucking toilet to see if you can earn a few quarters." The floor in that one fucking toilet was always filthy and wet with piss. He would make me kneel on all fours just under the edge of the urinal trough. As soon as he and I would enter the toilet there would be a train of guys following. He always got things started by brutally fucking my face and after he came he would make me kneel there on all fours with my mouth open showing a mouthful of cum. I remember he said to one group of guys that he normally charged a quarter for a face fuck but I needed some practice. He said that he was giving it away for free that day and then added "There is nothing better than the feel of his cum slick mouth as he milks your dick."
There was another time that instead of face fucking me he made me lick the piss and pubic hairs from the urinal before I became the human urinal for any guy that wanted to take a piss. I drank so much piss that night that I had to piss really bad myself but Wayne told me to piss in my pants like any other Piss Pig.
I came home one day after work and Wayne was fucking my wife. They made me sit in a chair and watch. I ended up sucking him and eating her pussy as they rotated my mouth back and forth between them. Connie told me to get dressed and put on lipstick so that I would look pretty for my brother Wayne. They kept on fucking as I was putting my girly things on and when I was finished they both laughed and made fun of me. I had a really good cum though. Wayne had me hold on to the couch and spread my legs. Wayne gave me a really strong deep fuck as Connie slapped my balls and cock with a ruler. I love that feeling when pain starts makes your whole body sweat and glow just before you get that pain cum ripping out of your balls.
After Wayne went back to New York, he was murdered in a sex scene. I am not sure what happened exactly and the police didn't know or wouldn't say.
Connie and I continued our active sex life for several years but at one point she became depressed and seemed to lose all interest in sex. Then she gained quite a lot of weight which I felt was a defense mechanism to physically isolate herself from the interest of other men. That is when she and I stopped having much in the way of sex but she still enjoyed having me eat her ass out which I loved to do but at a certain point she stopped that as well. She and I are still together after fifty years and I still love her deeply.
There is a city park about 15 minutes from where I live. I liked having sex with Connie and the guys or couples we connected with but I needed to go out on my own as well. If I was on the hunt for sex without Connie, it was always for cock. There is a large wooded area that I drive past on my way to or from work. Queers go there to suck and be used. I would sometimes start thinking about it at work and I would get more and more hungry for sex until I would leave work early to spend a few hours cruising. I would walk into the woods and try to make myself wait for guys to come to me. That is hard to do when you are really horny but if I started searching the woods looking for guys I could not stop. Once I did not get home until late in the evening because I just could not stop looking.
Most of the time I could control it and just wait. I would put on some lipstick, remove my shirt and wear walking shorts with women's panties underneath. The cruising in this area was much different from other areas because groups of guys would usually walk together, somewhere between 5 and 10 guys. They would look for queers to service them and the queers that came here did so because they wanted to service a group of guys. I have always liked to be sexed by a group of guys whether it was my Father and brothers or packs of guys that would roam around together here in these woods. I liked to move from one cock to another. It was like I could drown myself in dick.
Once a group of men approached me I would slip off my walking shorts so that they could see I was wearing women's panties. I would also slip my cock and balls out of the side of my panties so that I had room to let myself get hard. Once they formed a circle around me I would pick one guy and unzip his pants and pull them down to his ankles along with his shorts. I like a man to be as naked as possible before I start to suck on him. I know that it is important to give pleasure to the first guy but even more important to excite the group of guys if they are to use you as a pack. I always begin my licking and tonguing the cock and balls of my first man. I work my tongue extra hard with much saliva making sure that there is a lot of slickness so that the guy will moan in pleasure. When the guys see the shine of my spit glistening on his cock and balls combined with his moans of pleasure it creates a hot sexually charged atmosphere. Once I have the guy truly worked up into a sexual frenzy I offer to share my poppers with him. With several hits of the poppers I can ride a guy's cock no mater how brutally or deeply he pistons it down my throat.
After he has cum I thank him over and over again as I worship and clean his cock with swipes of my tongue. Then I perform my last act of absolution. I can hold his semi hard cock in my mouth until I feel it flex because then I know the guy wants to piss. I put my fingers just above his pubic bone and press lightly pumping his piss into my mouth. Oh I love the taste of warm salty piss. The first taste of piss can have a very strong taste depending upon what the guy has been drinking. As my mouth fills, I tighten my lips to control his flow and wash his cock with my tongue as I suck lightly. Slowly I release my hold on his cock so that there are small releases of piss. I then repeat the process tightening my lips until the pressure builds again but then lengthen the time of each piss so that it feels like a mini orgasm and he is cumming piss. Men love it when I do this and it makes me feel like a total whore.
When I sense that the guy is near the end of his piss I pull his cock from my mouth so that the guys can see the final stream of piss coming out of his cock and shooting in my open mouth. I also like the effect if part of the piss splashes on my chin and runs down my chest. I look at the men with my face and chest wet with piss silently declaring that I am a Piss Pig. At this point I know that the men have entered a pack mentality and they know that I am there to service their pleasures. Slowly I slip down my panties so that my greased pussy is available for service along with my pussy mouth. Sometimes they piss on me as I solemnly offer them the communion of poppers and crawl from cock to cock.
I also often go to an adult theater where I catered to older men. I prepared myself first by again greasing my pussy, snapping alligator clips on my tits and making sure that I had at least a full bottle of poppers. I always sat in the back row, preferably the last seat closest to the wall. There was enough space between my seat and the wall for men to stop by and visit me. I would open my shirt, take my cock out of my pants as I sat holding the poppers and waiting. Men would come and stand close to me. I would watch them out of the corner of my eye. I always smiled when they took their cocks out. I would feel my heart beat quicken as my cock hardened and my mouth got dry. I would watch waiting for them to move close to me. It seemed sometimes like an eternity until I felt the heat radiate from his exposed cock as I tilted my head and slightly turned my head so that my mouth was positioned directly in front of his cock. God I loved the feel of their cocks touching my lips.
Sometimes if the theater was particularly busy and there were quite a few guys there I got to do more than just suck a few cocks. There was an area behind the movie screen that had more than enough room for sex play and any sex noises would be camouflaged by the sounds from the film. Quite a few times I was taken there and stripped. I would start by begging one of them to twist and pinch my tits and as he did I would begin sucking his cock. After a while I needed to have more than my mouth filled and that is when I would stand and lean forward pushing and spreading my ass behind me. If no one came to mount me, I would start to slap my ass quite hard and then start begging someone else to slap my ass so that they would warm up my pussy. It was never long after that until I felt the reward of a cock enter me. I liked who I was then and still do. Yes call me a movie fagot, shit call me a slut just let me show you how good this Dirty Piggie can make you feel.
I met Kim in that same wooded park area where I would have sex with groups of guys. When I met her I thought that she just wanted a quick fuck. So I explained to her that I had a hard time cumming but I was a submissive and could eat pussy or do anything else she wanted me to do all day. She asked if I was bisexual and I told her yes. She said if I would make a buy of $40 of crack we could go to this guys house. I had never bought or used crack before but I did that day. When we got to the man's house, she flashed the guy the bag of crack and told him I was there for their amusement. We all stripped off everything except Kim left on her panties. I don't know why she left them on because they were crotch less panties and every time she spread her legs I could see her slit. The opening of her panties created a sort of frame to show off her hole.
The guy got out the pipe and Brillo pad. Kim took the first hit and the man did right after her. She told me I was going to have to do some work before she gave me a hit. I didn't care I was there for the sex anyway since that was before I knew what a crack high was like. She got up and told me that she had to take a piss and I should follow her. The guy came in the bathroom with her. She squatted over the toilet but did not sit down when she released her piss. Her panties were soaked and piss was running down her thighs and calves. She said to me "Let's see if you really will do what I say. Clean up the piss, man." I did not hesitate and licked her as clean of piss as I could but it was difficult with her panties sopping wet. I looked up at her from my kneeling position with a look that asked if I was done. She said to me "You are not done yet Honey. Do you think I'm going to be in piss wet underwear all day? Take them off and suck them dry." Jesus, her piss stank. I don't know what she had been drinking earlier but I did as she told me. We went back in the living room and she said now that I was finished giving her a bath I could polish her pussy. I really went at it and as I worked on her cunt the guy was sucking and biting her tits. She did not have wild twisting orgasms but I could feel her cunt tighten over and over again as she had ripple after ripple of tiny orgasms. She told me that I was a good boy and she was going to reward me with a crack hit. In fact we all took hits from the crack pipe. I don't want to describe how incredible I felt because I'm trying to stay away from crack or more truthfully just not let myself use it all the time but it makes you feel so good that ordinary life becomes just not enough.
I was feeling so sexy that I asked the guy if he would fuck me for a while and then I could give him pleasure in anyway he liked. Hard ons are difficult on crack. You never get really hard but only in that semi flaccid state. I guess it was because I wanted his cock so much or maybe my pussy had been stretched out from being fucked so much but he did get his cock in me and we had a leisurely fuck for about 15 minutes. What crack takes away in hardness of your cock it gives you back in such a deep horny passion that you crave sex for hours even days when you are high. I didn't cum but after he pulled out I gave him a long grateful blow job until I sucked the cum out of his cock. After I was done with him I wanted it to be good for both of them so I slowly and sensually ate out their asses until they were limp with relaxation.
Kim is a freak crack whore. That day I met her in the park she was there as usual to give blow jobs for crack. She later told me I was the most kinky and submissive person she ever knew. I have been told this by others. I don't think I ever went out to find a kinkier or a more submissive thing, it just happens to me. It seems to be my fate. But once I did experience something I would go out looking for it again and again.
Kim got me high that day on crack. It was my first time but it was like I had been waiting for that drug all my life. The next day Kim took me to Deann's and that is when I became Deann's bitch.
Deann is actually a submissive. She and I are very similar in the way we want to be dominated except she is able to fulfill her needs through the vicarious joy of inflicting domination on others. She may make me eat shit but I know that she is the one savoring the taste of it in her mind. Crack heads came to her house constantly and she got her drugs by letting them use her place and shared me with them for the entertainment I provided. She would have me service them any way they wanted. She got such a rush from telling people I was her Bitch, that her Bitch will do anything. It was a good environment for me. People on crack are less inhibited and were in a better frame of mind to think of twisted things for me to do.
Oh my god I have so much feeling in my nipples. If I want to excite myself or get myself hard I don't play with my cock I play with my tits. Ever since I was a young boy I would pinch, twist and pull them or better yet have someone do that for me. Deann taught me the pleasure of heat on my tits, well not just heat rather lit cigarettes and a just used crack pipe. Yes, a crack pipe. Most crack pipes are made of glass or metal and they are heated by an open flame under a brillo pad until the crack rock is turned into a vaporous smoke. The pipe becomes too hot to touch and you need a piece of cloth or something else as an insulation between the intensity of the heat and your fingers. The intensity of the heat is infinitely more intense when put against a tender nipple. I've had all types of pain inflicted on me over the years but nothing has the intensity of pain that a hot crack pipe can make on a nipple, cock, balls or asshole. Deann did not start on all four places at the beginning but it does not take much thought to figure out which parts of the body are the most tender and most capable of giving sustained pain.
Everybody knew that the first thing I would do after I took a hit of crack was go after my tits. Time after time I would be there pinching and twisting my tits as I moaned in pleasure. Many times when we did crack we would sit in a circle and pass the pipe from one to the next. I remember I had taken my hit and was doing my tit thing when I passed the pipe to Deann. When she was finished with her hit, she didn't say a word but brushed my hands away from my tits. She was my Mistress and I always obeyed her. She then laid the hottest part of the pipe on my nipple. I didn't scream. A scream would have been much too inadequate for the pain I felt. I rolled into a fetal position and started rolling my body and moaning as a means of lessening the pain. It took a long time before I could sit up and when I did everything was a little bleary. Deann said "Come to Momma" as she slid over and began to suck on my tits. I didn't think it was conceivably possible but I soon held my Mistress' mouth to my tit as she soothed it and gave me pleasure. I am not going to describe to you the circumstances or how it felt to have the other parts of my body branded by that crack pipe but I am absolutely truthful when I tell you my asshole was by far the worst. You feel the pain from each part of your body being branded deep inside you but nothing goes to the very core of you like getting your asshole branded by a crack pipe.
Another thing I liked to do were dog tricks. Deann knew I was raised on a farm and as I grew up I not only sucked off a few of the hounds, a few of them even fucked me. Deann had this Doberman Pincher. It was a big mean dog and I think that it did give her a certain degree of protection. It also gave her the opportunity for more parlor games. I didn't mind. I was familiar with doggie cock and if you are a sub bestiality is always a special treat. At first she would just have me jack the dog off. The dog sat between us on the couch and she started to pet him so that he would let me touch his doggie cock. Initially I tried it on my own and the dog gave me a rather bad nip on the hand. I would start by rubbing inside its sheath until he got hard and then I would make longer strokes to fully expose his cock meat and he shot his doggie cum. I didn't think that was any fun at all, anybody could jack a dog off but I thought not everybody could suck a dog off like I could.
I wanted to get everybody's attention so I announced "I need to swallow some doggie dick tonight and I am not stopping until he squirts his cream down my throat." Now I had everybody's attention. I liked the way the people stared at me as I got the dog to lie down on its side. When I tried to touch his doggie cock he opened his leg to give me access. I had been jacking him off regularly and any male whether canine or human loves to get his rocks off. I started as usual by masturbating him inside his sheath covering until he started to get hard and then his pink dick protruded from its covering. I liked the fact that a dog has no foreskin just the meat of his cock so he has to secrete pre cum constantly. The pre cum is clear, warm and very watery with a very sweet taste but it gives off a foul smell. I leaned down and began to lick his doggie cock until he was quite hard and he began to fuck my mouth. In a few moments he was ramming his doggie cock down my throat in complete abandonment until he rewarded me with squirt after squirt of his doggie cum.
Even sucking doggie cock can lose its effect after a while so I had to up the ante to get their attention or more accurately their disdain. I decided it was time for the dog to fuck me and besides it had been too long since I had that unrelenting pounding of a dog cock up my ass. I even tried to raise the tension by telling everyone that I would do it the following Saturday rather than right then. There was always a larger crowd in on Saturdays and I hoped that my performance would bring in an even larger than usual crowd.
There was a good turn out and I was raring to go. When I started to pet the dog, he was accustomed to me playing with his cock and balls and had no objection to me jacking him into hardness. I licked his doggie cock and it was no trouble getting him on his back so that I could kneel over him, expose three or four inches of doggie meat from its sheath and begin to suckle him. Dog cock is very different from human cock in every way. There is no fore skin only flesh making their cocks much less spongy than a human cock, pre cum constantly oozes over the cock shaft and best of all near the base of their cock is a knot. It is called a knot because that is very much what it looks like. It is as if the red meat of a dog's cock was literally tied in a knot. The knot functions as a sort of lock during fucking since it is much larger than the other parts of a dog's cock. Once the dog rams that large knot past the bitch's opening and the opening closes behind the knot, the cock is locked inside the bitch and cannot be removed. I fully intended to be the dog's bitch.
As I exposed more and more of the cock shaft and continued to lick and suck on it, I could feel the dog licking on my cock and balls dangling just above his head. He had never done that before and I hoped it was an indication of his readiness to fuck. It excited me so and I pushed his hind end forward so that he would begin a pivoting fuck of my mouth in the hope that he would expose his knot. Then his knot slipped through the sheath and I could see the size of it. I could never allow the dog to get that knot in my throat because I would surely choke so I pulled his cock out of my mouth and began licking the entire shaft and the knot in particular.
I had to have him. I could wait no longer. I knelt on all fours and spread my legs as far as I could so that my cunt was as low and as accessible to the dog as possible. Although this was new to him, it must have been instinctual because I soon felt his nails digging into the sides of my flesh to hold me in position as his cock rammed me trying to find my opening. This was always the tricky part with dog fucking because I could not use my hands to reach back and guide his cock to my pussy. If I did that it would pull him from his mount, me. I just had to be patient and endure his jabs.
Once he found my cunt opening, he was in but an inch or two before sliding his entire cock inside me. I had to let him ram me freely and deeply if I was to get his knot. His thrusts became more and more forceful and soon I felt that big fucking knot trying to pound its way into my hole. At this point I could hear people say "Ram the fucking bitch. Get in there all the way and fuck her like the slut finally needs to be fucked. Look how hard his cock is the dirty slut loves to be dog fucked." His knot tore through my hole and we were locked as one. It is always scary but very exciting at that point. His knot was so big that it seems to fill my whole ass and his fucking was fast, hard and very deep. There is that moment of panic not knowing whether or not it will all fit inside me and the even bigger concern whether the dog will tear up my insides with his vicious pounding. My cunt took care of everything. I relaxed myself into the fuck and welcomed his doggie cock. Soon I was pushing back my ass to meet his thrusts and milking his dog meat with my ass muscles. My hole was very wet from his constant pre cum but once he started to squirt his cum inside my cunt I was leaking. In the past I would grab his paws and hold him until the size of his knot decreased and he could more easily get out of me but this time the people were cheering and hollering so much that he became too excited for me to hold and he tore his knot from my pussy. Sure it fucking hurt but I was so hot it was pain that felt as good as if I was cumming. After that night the dog would come to me rather than me to him, jumping up and down, wanting me to jack him off, suck him or let him fuck my pussy.
Kim was always hungry for sex. She wasn't into bestiality but she would use any man, woman or adolescent to satisfy her craving. It was widely known around her neighborhood that boys coming home from school could make a stop at Kim's if they wanted a piece of her. There were two twin brothers 14 years old that were at Kim's home regularly. She dominated me all the time even when they were there and it was not long before they learned that they could dominate me too. I am not interested in having sex with boys but there is something perversely degrading about being ordered around by a boy when you are over 45 years older than he is. In the beginning they only asked me to get them cokes or clean up after them but Kim made sure it got sexual. She would tell them over and over what a good cock sucker I was and that no matter how many females sucked them off nobody could suck dick like a queer. It wasn't long before I had my mouth over their dicks or ass spread for their cocks.
The dirtiest part which made it the part I liked most was when they would invite their friends over and take a belt to my ass and back as I sucked their friend's cocks or drank their piss. They liked to really humiliate me first though. They would make me stand in the middle of the room and take my clothes off while they called me dirty names and invited their friends to spit on me or humiliate me in some other way. You would not think kids could be so cruel but can.
The one thing I have fought hardest to avoid is incest with my sons or grandsons. I spent years in therapy trying to avoid it. Deann decided to hire my grandson Kevin who was 19 years old at the time and one of his buddies to do some yard work for her. I knew there was going to be trouble but Deann was my Mistress and I couldn't say anything. Kevin and his buddy were out in the yard working when Deann called me over to her in the living room. She decided that she was going to get us high on crack. Over and over we shared hits off the crack pipe. God I was so high when she got up and started to strip. I am always homy anyway but after crack my need for sex becomes desperate. There she was standing above me, spreading her legs so that I was looking up into her pussy when she told me to strip. I wanted to take my clothes off so that I could be naked with her but I knew because of Kevin I had to fight it. Where we were in the living room faced a large outside patio window and Kevin and his friend could see everything. She began to finger her cunt and when her whole hand was wet with her pussy juice she started to wipe it off on my face and stick her fingers in my mouth to suckle. I was soon on my knees licking her cunt as I pulled my clothes off. We had sex in front of the window as the boys watched.
A few days later she had Kevin and his friend back to do more yard work for her. She just called Kevin into the house and I sat there mesmerized as I watched her. She slowly took her clothes off grabbing his hand and put it on her breasts and pussy before she led him into the bedroom. When she got to the bedroom door she looked back at me and tilted her head toward the bedroom for me to join them. I watched as she undressed Kevin and told me to undress. She got him flat on the bed before she began licking his cock. I could see the way he was curling his toes which excited me. Then she began a slow suck but stopped after only a minute or two. She knew he was so hot that he could explode at any second. She got up from the bed and came over to me and kissed me taking me by the hand and leading me to the bed. We continued to kiss as she lowered our mouths and then we both began to tongue his cock at the same time. His cock was like steel when he came and I insisted that I be the one to lick up his cum since he was my Grandson. His cock never really got soft when I started on his second suck. I took my time, I savored it, it was the first time I had sucked one of my grandsons.
Last Saturday afternoon my three sons (Paul 46, Mike 44 and Steve 42) and I were traveling to go to the Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio. Steve and Mike shared one room and Paul and I shared another one. My grandson Kevin is Paul's son. Kevin joined the Army and was stationed in Hawaii. Evidentially Kevin had told his father that I was Deann's bitch. Paul had brought along a DVD player and put on a sex disc titled "Cum Shot." We began to watch it and that is when Paul asked me if it was true that I had been Deann's bitch. He went on to tell me that he had seen me eating out Deann and that she had jacked and sucked him off. Both of us were naked and Paul had a huge hard on. His cock was not so thick but it was very hard. We got more and more excited as we talked and watched the movie but he neither asked me to suck him nor did I ask him if I could. He just lay back and guided my head to his cock. I took my time with him and just let the cum almost peak and then ebb back but after about 45 minutes I knew he really wanted to cum and I really wanted to eat his cum. Neither one of us spoke afterwards but I feel I will suck him again soon.
It was extremely difficult for me to give up crack. The pull of the drug itself is one thing but the sexual submissive environment of a crack house is also a strong forbidden pleasure to me. In recent years I have been for the most part successful in staying away from crack and crack houses.
For some reason yesterday I had an uncontrollable urge to get high. I knew I shouldn't do it and I was running the risk of falling back into my old crack life but I just could not stop myself. I called this crack head whore I know but she wasn't home. Even though she was not home before I made that call I had already made my decision to go get high and decided to go to this crack house I know about. Only a few whites go there. There were two men there. I knew one of them but not the other one. I asked if the owner of the house was around but they said he would be back later. The one man that I knew, David, asked if I wanted to make a buy. I told him that I did. The other guy that I did not know, Bobby, asked for my telephone. He called a dealer and I agreed to $60. While we waiting for the dealer David got the crack pipe, lighter and a Brillo pad ready. I also put six packs of beer and soda in the fridge.
When I took my first hit, god it was good. I lay my head back and gently brought my fingers to my nipples. The rush always goes to my ears and then sort of flows to my nipples and finally soothes my cock, balls and stomach. I heard David tell Bobby that I always played with my tits after a hit. Bobby sort of laughed and we each took another hit. As I raised my hands to my nipples, I saw Bobby stare at me. David said he thought that Steve, the owner of the house, had some books on his bed.
I got up and went into the bedroom. There were several porno magazines on the bed. David came in gave me another big hit. I started looking through the magazines trying to find the pictures that turned me on the most. I took out my cock and started to jack off as I looked at the pictures. After a few moments David came back in again and gave me another hit of crack. I reached over for his cock with one hand and started pinching and twisting my nipples with my other hand. I was wearing a slip over shirt which I had pulled over my head. I wanted cock really badly. I went to my knees and took out David's cock. I sucked, licked and kissed David's cock. I could feel his cock grow in my mouth. He has a beautiful cock just made for sucking. I glanced to my side and saw Bobby grinning and taking out his cock. I sucked Bobby with the same vigor as I did David. I would trade off back and forth as I would suck them for about fifteen minutes and then we would all take a break. I stayed in the bedroom and looked at the pictures and when they wanted to get sucked they would come in together or each by themselves. All this lasted from about 1:30 P.M. to 7:30 P.M..
I am back home now but all I can think about is going back there. I know I have to wait a few weeks. I can't let the crack get me back like it had me before.
Author's Note: This is my third story in a series but I have issued each story individually. The first two parts can be found here at NIFTY as follows:
Part 1: Made Me Submissive (My Wife and Father Made Me a Submissive) See Bisexual/Authoritative, October 13, 2006
Part 2: Hunting Camp Cum Slut-See Bisexual/Urination, January 12, 2007